There’s times when life’s burdens,
Feel like dozens of boulders on our souls,
We keep praying, we keep believing,
We reach stretched out on our tippy toes.
Regardless of how tall the mountain,
How steep or impassable the road,
There is a God we must cling too,
Our God is capable of toting any load.
Let me reach for Him in the morning,
This Rock, stronger, higher, more righteous than I,
Let me cling to the Rock all afternoon,
Long past the sun sinking in the sky.
For Jesus is my Rock Everlasting,
My Rock, larger, better, more true than I,
Lift me to to the Rock of Salvation,
So I may build my life on the Rock, bigger than I.